Archive for July, 2011
Finally under 192. On my way out of the gym I charliehorsed my thigh against the stairmaster and I can barely walk now.
The weekend was too nice to spend it inside a gym, so I tossed the kid in the canoe and we headed up Indian Arm from Belcarra. This pic is Jug Island, just around the corner, and it was a wild ride. The big power boats were out and some of the wakes were huge. Combine that with passing by some small coves where the waves rebounded into a washing machine-like roller coaster and it was crazy fun.
On the way back the tide was coming in, so we barely made progress at one point where it narrowed. The flow was fast and fairly turbulent, so I had to put it into turbo mode to just move forward a few inches. Erik is awesome in the canoe, between telling me pirate stories and singing songs, he’s great self-entertaining ballast and I’m crazy happy that he loves to come with me.
This post I read tonight sums up how I feel about religion perfectly.
The question: “Does anyone else think that the truth of this universe is more beautiful than religion?”
The answer: “Well I will put it this way: imagine if you found out the Christians were right. Just imagine you died and it all turned out to be true, even the parts that contradict the other parts of it. There is a big space-monkey with a beard who made it all, who made stars so we could look at them, who put dinosaur bones in the ground to test our faith, and so on.
I would be so disappointed, so utterly revolted. The universe turns out to be an idiotic morality play written in fist-grasped crayon, ignorant slavishness turns out to be the only worthy virtue, the slack-jawed jeebus-lickers turn out to be right…at that point, hell would make no difference to me because I would be in hell even if I were not in hell.
The Christian version of reality is just so utterly fucking stupid it would horrify me beyond sanity. So yeah, the truth is infinitely more beautiful.”
Like the last Shuttle launching today, I blasted my arms. My tweaked my lower neck waking up (uhhh what?) this morning, so I wanted to avoid back-stressing exercises like standing barbell curls. I opted for single arm dumbell exercises mainly, and it was a fun workout. I also couldn’t resist that rye bread lying around in the kitchen this morning, so having a slice with some jam on it before my workout, as opposed to going in fasted like usual, was awesome. I had endless energy.
BI – Standing dumbell preacher curls: 20 pounds x 8 per arm, non-stop, no break until I couldn’t curl any more. I probably did 8 sets, my last one was 3 painful reps, my biceps were on fire.
TRI – Single arm rope cable extensions: 30 pounds x failure per arm, non-stop, no break until I was down to 3 reps max. Again, more fire.
BI – Seated alternating dumbell curls: 25 pounds non-stop. This single set lasted two songs (5-7 minutes?) and I must have done 40 reps per arm. I only stopped because I was bored — but again, fire fire fire.
TRI – Standing ez-curl cable pushdowns: 95 x 15, really short break, another set, etc until I started crying a little.
BI – Standing ez-curl cable curls: 60 x failure for 3 sets. This time I peed my pants and called for mommy. A crowd is gathering.
TRI – Seated machine triceps, like preacher curls but backwards: Some weight, 8-10 reps, 2 sets. I had enough. Fuck you gravity.
Then I topped it off with forearm curls and grip twists. I had arms a junkie would kill for; veins a popping everywhere.
Can you read that upside down? Good. Either I weigh 3.261 pounds or 192.3
Yes, I did work out since the last post, I just forgot to update. Slow and steady beats rapid weight loss, so hovering in the 192’s for the week isn’t bothering me. What’s bothering me is this amazing rye bread that Anita brought home last night. I made a sandwich for Erik for school this morning and it took everything in me not to JUST EAT THE WHOLE DAMN THING slathered in butter, maybe some blueberry jam, or cheese …. I’m fucking drooling here.
My lower back has been tight all week, so rather than aggravate it with standing shoulder presses (which takes a toll on the entire back when I push heavy) I chose to do mainly sitting delt exercises. They felt great, I never did the sitting Arnold Press delt machine before … and can see why I won’t too often in the future. Free weights always work better. And for shoulders, dumbells rule. After the machine I did solo arm overhead presses, pre-loaded with single arm lateral raises. Holy crap what a burn. Yo momma!
Now I’m sucking down an awesome blueberry and strawberry smoothie with two awesome scoops of whey protein. This is tastier than a cheesecake any day, and my body is soaking up the only carbs I’ll purposely eat for the rest of the day. Enjoy the glucose you lard filled muscles, that’s all you’re getting!
Well 2 pounds either way is negligible, but I’d rather it be down. Still, I did eat a giant lasagna last night (first carb heavy meal in two weeks) so that explains part of it.
Workout: chest and core
Strength and endurance were down which is odd. You’d think the aforementioned pasta meal would have stocked my muscles with spare glycogen. Meh, probably all went straight to my carb starved brain. Anyways, I never expected radical weight loss, I’m still getting loads of protein so I might even be putting on muscle mass during this time.
Also, why is my auto-correction capitalizing Carb? Wtf. Oh well see, WTF should be.